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Fall Into The Half Light

by Floodflower

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    Fall Into The Half Light Deluxe 12" vinyl. Double Jacket and Lyrics/Liner Notes Zine. Artwork by Peter Halasz

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1.
Unraveled from the skein Devoured by the dream Fall into the half light Shudder and shake, stagger then break Fall into the half light Fall into the half light Forget your name Fall into the half light Severed from the narrative Abandoned by all your dead No more who no more why No more you Nowhere Severed from the narrative Abandoned by all your dead Fall into the half-light Drunk on the blood of christ and redolent with ghostly longings Fall into the half light Await the dark splendour Shiver in the smouldering dawn Something beckoning through the dim Drawing you further on Sygils implacable extinguish the myth Immolate Immolate Immolate and Fall into the half light Severed from the narrative Abandoned by all your dead No more who no more why No more you no more you No where no where Left to drift Upon strange tides Strange stars above No more who No more why No more you Forget your name And fall into the half light Forget your name and fall
2.
Find you under mooncrossed skies Then disappear into the wave cry Time is short, time is forever You know that means never... Crimson skies turn indigo Everything dies That’s the way the story goes... Left you with ashes Falling from the sky Red clouds they were reflecting in your eyes Did i leave you? Did I turn around? Did I leave you? Did I turn around? Me in my finery You with your midnight halo Under the screaming stars Where will we go? You in your finery Me with my midnight halo Under the silent stars Where will we go? Under the silent stars Where will we go? Under the silent stars Where will we go? Under the silent stars Turn around Turn around Turn around
3.
Visions 04:19
Twilight fell, swan song of the day Darkened bells, ringing through the grey And we’re lost in your alabaster dream Everything exactly as it seems... Hymnals of the vanquished drifting through the air Dead and garbled languages caressing hungry ears Visions Visions fading with the sun Visions Visions fading with the sun Twilight fell, swan song of the day Darkened bells, ringing through the grey Silence, silence falls Seasmoke in the foglight Silence, silence falls And everything will be revealed Under El Greco skies Visions Visions fading with the sun Visions Visions fading with the sun Bend not gently your neck To their altar As soft as dreaming
4.
Angel, Angel Descend and desecrate me Angel, please! Defile and grace me Till there’s nothing left But the heave and swell Heave and swell Angel, please! Defile and grace me Till there’s nothing left But the heave and swell Heave and swell Forsaken finally Dissolved into the drift As night blooms Through the rift Washed upon ancient shores Ecstatic and forlorn Dying To be born
5.
Black Seas 06:59
Black seas, black skies Nothing’s reflected in your eyes... Silence dreams, silence falls In the distance I hear your call.. Burn brighter Burn brighter Burn, baby, burn... One by one, one by one We all fall into oblivion One by one, one by one Then suddenly everything at once Burns brighter Burns brighter Burn, baby, burn Burn brighter Burn brighter Burn baby, burn Old man satan, call in the fix Bring us Max Beckman’s Christ on a stick Six is nine, nine is six Cast a spell Summon Otto Dix And burn brighter Burn, baby, burn Summers come, Summers go The saints they all Now dwell below Never mind how, never mind why The sea it will Melt into the sky And burn brighter Burn brighter Burn, baby, burn Burn brighter Burn brighter Burn, baby, burn Burn brighter We all burn Burn brighter We all burn
6.
Golden nights, golden nights... You were drowned in the gutters of Avalon, You were lost in the darkness coming on… Golden nights, golden nights... That was the star burning This is the cold dead light Winter’s ashen feast Still burning bright Golden nights, Golden nights... Sway amongst the lanterns and drunken saints Starstrewn and tattered we were Lost in your velvet embrace, Lost In Death’s fierce pageant, we were Lost in the agony and the grace Take me back, Take me back, Take me back… Take me back Golden nights Golden nights, golden nights You were drowned in the gutters of Avalon You were lost in the darkness coming on You were golden… You were golden...
7.
Sooner or later we all gotta walk alone Stealing lanterns from the alleyways And puking in the morning sunlight…. When all the backs They have turned And your boys, They’re oceans away Pissing on Kafka’s grave... Well, there’s no more lullabies... So take your Beethoven With mainline cocaine Scavenge the ashtrays for tobacco Baby we’re all lost anyhow And that’s home That’s home…. Home Home Baby we’re all lost anyhow And that’s home That’s home….

about

Somewhere between Vermeer’s subtle incandescence and the gloomy grandeur of Blade Runner’s eternal twilight lies another realm. Distinct and yet, perhaps not... Scraps of half-heard melody drift in and out of static washes as apparitions appear glinting in the half light: crepuscular, ominous, haunting- beckoning you further in... ghosts caught in obsidian, iridescent phantoms enacting silent operas, flickering bouquets which hover, drift and dissolve... Symphonies of longing and despair frozen between phrases. With what strange alchemy synthesize and distill in rapt attention these ghostly tableaus? Formalize in frozen matter the holy relic, the enchanted mirror? The dark pool at eventide, the ocean cry, the gull cry? the windswept sea?

The hidden songs of the damned? The spirit residue of the departed?

This the mist upon our heads and the dirt beneath our feet?

That was the star burning and this is the cold dead light.

Dead, undead... Winter’s ashen feast still burning bright…


Furtive dreams these, lost in rapture at the tomb of Dionysius…

Awaken Sleeping Hermaphrodite!

Awaken from Aphroditic slumber...

Awaken and sing...

Awaken and speak…


What eldritch aesthetic adorns this sepulchral temple?

And to it shall we aspire?

Yes.

Privilege sensual experience over analytic thought then, in pursuit of a decadent, hedonistic art.

Cultivate lush resplendence; elevate the feel.

Retain demented belief in the sacred night, the arcane splendour of the baroque masterpiece, the saving grace of a perfect verse.

Soliloquize the haunted rapture of an overdriven ‘65 Princeton, reverb on 10.

And there.. in that space… where clarion notes bleed and reverberate, become burning nebulae, imbued with inarticulate glow and fiery distortion, pulsing in cathedral caverns beneath the sea... There you will find me: lost in the wild blue skies and the ecstasy of light, the orphic whisperings of the dark and the twilit wonderland between…

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released June 23, 2022

Drums: Matt Lynott
Vocals, Guitars, Words: Peter Halasz
Bass: Roscoe
Harmonica on Severed: Frank Lee Drennan
Trombone on Heave and Swell: Gabe Feenberg
Synth oh Heave and Swell: Christopher Hoffee
Trumpet on Golden Nights: Nachman Wacjman
Operatics on Black Seas: Kathryn Nova Williams

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